How long did it take before Ling Tian rushed out of the sixth floor?
Could it be that he doesn't like the exercises in the Sixth Floor Building and doesn't even choose them?
Although Wen Luohan had no intention of staying in the sixth floor building at this time, his speed was half a step behind Ling Tian.
Wow!
In an instant, at the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, exclamations of exclamation were heard one after another.
Among them, there are more and more disciples of Jiange, and naturally they are protecting Wen Luohan, thinking that starting from the seventh level, Wen Luohan will definitely be able to leave Ling Tian behind.
Yu Sen, who had lost all face before, was supported by Yu Weiyang and hid in the corner watching. Naturally, he also hoped that Wen Luohan would capture Ling Tian.
But Ling Tian, who had never stayed in the sixth floor for a moment, undoubtedly gave him another invisible slap in the face.
His swordsmanship is the seventh best swordsmanship in the Sixth Floor Tower, but now, it can't even get into Ling Tian's eyes?
On the Holy Sword Mountain, Ling Tian's figure flashed on the ridge one after another.
In the sixth floor of the building, Ling Tian did encounter the afterimage of the previous Yunhai Pavilion Master's will, but its combat power was not strong. Ling Tian directly defeated it with one strike of the Eighteen Divine Dragon Palms.
But on the ridge behind the sixth floor building, Ling Tian felt a deep pressure.
His whole body seemed to be wrapped in a quagmire. If it weren't for the profound power of Tianyuan, it would be difficult to move even an inch. It would be impossible to fly by.
Wen Luohan has already caught up, relying on his strong cultivation to become faster and faster.
"Haha, Ling Tian, the fun has just begun."
Wen Luohan looked at Ling Tian's back and couldn't help but sneer.
"Oh? Really?"
"However, your voice is too soft..."
Ling Tian smiled softly, the sea of qi in his body rolled, the Taichu Meridian exploded like crazy, the power of Tianyuan boiled instantly, causing Ling Tian's speed to suddenly increase, and he flew directly, rushing into the seventh floor of the building.
"hateful!"
Wen Luohan's face was gloomy, and he secretly thought that he shouldn't have talked nonsense and rushed forward directly.
The next moment, he no longer held back, his energy surged all over his body, and he also rushed into the seventh floor.
…
call!
Entering the seventh floor, Ling Tian looked up. The hall was similar to the sixth floor. There were six platforms in total. There were three afterimage clones sitting on them. Each figure was guarding a secret book of exercises.
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These afterimages are all left behind by the previous Pavilion Master of Yunhai Pavilion who used formations to strengthen his will. The secrets he guards are ranked differently, and their combat power also varies.
But the worst of them all, their combat power is even more powerful than that of Yu Sen.
The seventh level is so tyrannical. Could it be that the eighth level is a half-step immortal?
Ling Tian did not stay in the sixth floor of the building, but in this seventh floor, he could no longer remain indifferent.
The top five various exercises are hidden here, which are enough to meet the needs of Zhang Jing and others.
"Zhang Jing and Ran Min both have sword skills, so choose two!"
Ling Tian found the platform where the sword technique was, and with a palm, he attracted the afterimages in front of the two secret books.
"Liu Min has a swordsmanship, he is a water attribute swordsman, haha, then choose the third ranked Hanyuan Sword Classic!"
Ling Tian's sword energy fell far away on the afterimage guarding the Han Yuan Sword Sutra.
"Zai Dao and Cai'er cannot be left behind, so they both choose one."
Ling Tian kept the sword energy in his hand, and when Wen Luohan rushed in from behind, a look of surprise flashed across his indifferent face.
Because at this time, Ling Tian was actually besieged by a group of afterimages!
This Ling Tian actually wants to get several secret books together?
Fighting a group of people one by one would be too much.
Surprised, Wen Luohan didn't want to waste time. There was nothing he wanted in the seventh level.
"Ling Tian, I have to take the first step!"
With a sneer, Wen Luohan raised his sword and shook off the interception formations on the left and right, and exited the seventh floor.
"Hahaha, what am I saying? How could the senior brother fall behind that Qi Pavilion disciple? Come out!"
"That Ling Tian is just ignorant. Wait until he is beaten out from the seventh floor and see how we humiliate him!"
"Senior Brother Wen got out of the seventh-floor building so easily this time. I'm afraid he really has to enter the eighth-floor building."
"He is the number one in Jiange, so naturally he will not let Qin Mingyue steal the limelight."
"Hiss, do you think Li Xi can surpass Wen Luohan when he returns from traveling? Back then, he was defeated in one move and became the second senior brother!"
"I don't know. He has been gone for two years. He might have died outside."
At the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, everyone was talking. Nangong Jin shook his head, "Although he has exceeded my expectations, I'm afraid that's the end of it."
"I don't think it's likely that Ling Tian entered the Cangwu Hall not for himself, but for the skills of his brothers and sisters, so..."
Feng Zhiruo shook her head.
"oh?"
Hearing this, Nangong Jin's face changed slightly, "If you put it this way, Ling Tian really values friendship."
On the Holy Sword Mountain, in front of the eighth floor building, Wen Luohan had already felt great pressure.
Even now that he has released all the Martial Emperor's cultivation, it becomes more difficult every time he climbs the ladder.
Half a year ago, he fell on the stone steps in front of the eight-story building, without even touching the door.
However, after half a cup of tea, he had already walked half the distance, but the formation behind him exploded, and Ling Tian's figure rushed out directly.
"What?!"
Looking back, Wen Luohan couldn't help but frown.
Ling Tian actually broke out of the seventh floor of the building from the afterimage siege?
Moreover, the speed is so fast!
"Hmph, Ling Tian, the gap between you and me is getting bigger and bigger!"
Wen Luohan felt shocked in his heart as he was enveloped by the power of the intermediate sword domain. The pressure around his body was greatly reduced, allowing his speed to increase.
"Oh, really?"
"It's just a sword domain, do you think I am Ling Tian?"
But Ling Tian raised the corner of his mouth and held the hilt of the Long Yuan sword in his hand. The next moment, the scabbard suddenly shook, and a sword intent shot up into the sky, tearing apart the gravity quagmire in front of him!
Ling Tian's sword domain was so powerful that his whole body seemed to be filled with sword light flashing with bright holy light. It was hard to say what kind of sword domain Ling Tian had, but it was extremely sacred.
Seen from a distance, Ling Tian seems to be surrounded by a soaring sword shadow, which is particularly eye-catching!
And under the blessing of the power of the sword domain, Ling Tian's whole body felt light, and he caught up with him in three steps and two steps.
"Hiss, this...is this an intermediate sword realm?"
"This disciple of Qi Pavilion actually has the same sword domain as the senior brother of Jiange Pavilion!"
"How does this make the disciples of Jiange feel embarrassed?"
At the foot of the Holy Sword Mountain, looking at Ling Tian who was about to catch up with Wen Luohan, a loud commotion broke out.
Nangong Jin chuckled lightly, "I almost forgot that this guy has an intermediate sword realm."
"But the eighth floor building is not that easy to enter."